LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeGet Out (Feat. Rick Ross)
Going back to the basicsThis shit ain't hardKonvictTesting one-two-threeTesting one-two-threeTo streetsTo all my killers and drug dealersThese streets ain't got no love for youYeahTo all my killers and drug dealersThese streets ain't got no love for youBetter get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)Better get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)(Huh) Get out, get out, get out, get out, get outDeath penalty, the future for a kingpinGot a suite up at the Ritz for the seasonBlonde bitches in the palace like it's Frankie ValliRich nigga out in Cali, all black DinaliGot the soldiers and the powder and it's all the powerSticks and the bricks and I want 'em all at the hourPull up in it, leavin' a lucky bastardHeavy set but they really know who run the recordIf she wet then she might just be the total packageBetter yet, then she might just really want it lavishWatch fat boy, walk a tight rope (Hahaha)Two hunnid for a boat, full of white dopeTestifyin' that'll get you where the mice goMink coats, maybe when the lights lowGotta stay strapped 'cause the dice rollIf you gangsta then you buried with your ice onTo all my killers and drug dealers (Maybach Music)These streets ain't got no love for you (No love for you, no)To all my killers and drug dealers (Ooh yeah)These streets ain't got no love for youBetter get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)Better get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out, get out, get out, get out, get outI was young, I joined a whole gangThey said they'll kill me if I ain't bangHere's the product, nigga, go slangBest believe I sold the whole thangThat your boy hustler, a student to the gameThat's the kinda crazy shit a nigga gotta do, just to maintainThese niggas ain't got no love for youDo what you gotta do, just to maintainThese niggas ain't got no love (No, oh-oh)No loveTo all my killers and drug dealersThese streets ain't got no love for you (They ain't got no love for you)To all my killers and drug dealersThese streets ain't got no love for you (No, no, no love for you)Better get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out, get out, get out, get out, get outYeah-yeah-yeahYeah-yeah-yeahYeah-yeah-yeahGet out, get out, get out, get out, get out
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